So it was true. It felt like he was staring into a mirror of the young man who he vowed to help raise into the next Symbol of Peace.

And yet...

Taking a deep drink, he nodded. "I accept," said Toshinori. "After all, this place is... charming, I wouldn't want anything to happen to it. So I must set aside my worries, and work side by side with you. And I'm glad. I'm glad I'm still your hero."

There was a sad smile, but he brightened up a little. "Besides, it would be poor sport to pick on a man who just lost his quirk wouldn't it?" He laughed heartily, seconds before vomiting blood into a handkerchief.